Lovely »Pidge/Katie • Voltron«

-23- Beau

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February 13, 7806

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When Katie had woken up it was late and she carefully unlocked herself from Lance's embrace. The young adult smiled as he mumbled quietly in his sleep. She got up and pulled her body with a stretch of her arms, that was the most peaceful rest she had gotten since her time in the Galra empire.

She lowered her hands in a forward stretch and pointed her fingers to the ground. As she raised a small fist to rub the sleep from her eyes she felt a strange release.

Clink!

From her left hand. From her ring.

It was split and upon kissing the ground it turned to a fine powder.

Her ring was always cold, not unlike her lion's sleek equipment. It never hurt, it was a miracle how it fit her snugly without an uncomfortable sensation. But, if she clenched her fist she would have to acknowledge the looming presence.

This presence, this sensation- it was different.

This kind of cold felt lifeless.

A wave of panic drowned her and she was quickly sobbing. These tears weren't hers, surely not all of them. They were furious and so full of woe that she felt she could collapse under the emotion. It was as if gravity had dropped all its weight onto her, she felt utterly incapable. This emotion consumed her whole body with heavy headache and rushing tears.

Lance was very quickly awoken by her suffocated whimpers that strung for many moments.

"Pidge! Pidge, what's wrong? Pidge!"

He didn't know how he should've reacted. The love of his life letting out the most heart-wrenched noises he had ever heard since he witnessed Shiro's cries. The way her eyes were just wide in shock was painfully similar to the way they found 'her' on the ground that day.

Tears were overflowing and they didn't look like they would stop.

"L-Lance, help! I don't know- I'm in so much- I feel like I'm- I'm gonna die!" She managed to choke out hugged him, crying into his shirt.

"Katie, what do you need me to do? How can I help?" He asked desperately, wrapping his arms tightly. He felt that if he let go she would just shatter. Fall apart.

"S-S-Shiro! I need him, please!"

His heart sunk but knew this was no time for his emotions to get in the way.

Lance would do anything for her, even ignore his own pain.

So he tried to pull away to go sprint after the man. But he was being forced, rather weakly, to stay. Lance looked at her golden eyes that just looked so dull with sorrow.

"N-no! Please, don't leave me!" She demanded and of course he complied. "Take me with you, please!"

"Yeah, of course."

And he did. He scooped her up just as he had done earlier that night. Trying to ignore the rising burn as she trembled in his arms and pressed herself close to his chest.

This was his way of gathering her, there was something so pitiful about her state. He let her know she didn't have to say anything, the blubbering would eventually become the genius' actual thoughts. For now he just wanted that genius to come back.

Hadn't Katie faced enough?

He just wanted to protect her from all that was wrong in the world. He wanted to give her everything to make her happy. He knew he couldn't but holding her? He could do that, he could hold her as long as she needed him to.